And in its grounds, children, free-footed
listen to water splashing amidst laughter,
witness the greeting of close friends,
watch the world whispering by and
revere the blessing of holy prayers.

Certainly, footsteps from LRT, droning from cars
now enliven your building,
expressing the people's aspiration,
shouts and whispers twilxt garden and lake
alongside the lovely beautiful mosque.
This nation needs a countenance
in these changing times;
it needs to speak from forest tongues…of shy whispers;
to city tongues of confident shouts.
This nation needs to speak for future generations.
It is the voice of children playing water,
smiling into the hearts of families;
it echoes the rhythm of industries
in its courteous speeches;
it is the peak of time, it is the silence of souls,
it pulsates proudly.

In a world which was once a jungle
but is now a city of brave voices
speaking the hopes and dreams of nation…
affirming freedom and confidence.
We look at scales and windows
blinking and towering, we are amazed,
and awed.
The Twin Towers issue forth the nation's character, inspiring the leader who thought, planned and made it all possible.
It is a monument,
which will have its own history and voice.

Here, a silver ascending tower
soaring and shining brightly
towards the sky, whispering the nation's resolve and purpose.
Awakening from history's slumber,
astute and active, embraced healthily
by the sun's ray, matured and wise, the smiles
of a nation that dares to dream and
that dream now a towering, shining reality.

It becomes a flag billowing mightily
in our grateful hearts.
It becomes a voice yearning for respect
in our sincere hopes.
It is the epitome of our pure dreams,
winking from afar, glittering from a near..
it states the determined achievement of the nation which braved the world's turmoil
on its own efforts.
It's for future generations,
it's the yearning win pursuing and embracing this centennial history
into the new millennium.

It is vision of the leader wanting to dare the world,
that from an ordinary map a tiny nation can still be dignified.

It is night and day thoughts;
the clarity and turbidity of questions;
the cold and heat of emotions;
it is pulsating quintessential heart, which
is ever matured and made steely
by varied prejudices. No matter,
our achievement with all its doubts and pride, now is twice proclaimed in peace and gratitude;
it now stands
and speaks from its own land.

And it will always be in tune
with the rain and wind, and
always be in accord with the
rays of the sun,
searching for loyal tongues and ears
whispering the hopes of a nation
which was once colonized,
but it is now free and whishes
to continue being blessed!!